In the gentle hush of morning’s light,A memory stirs, soft and bright,Whispers of laughter, echoes of a smile,Carried on the breeze, across each mile.The touch of your hand, a tender embrace,Moments suspended in time’s gentle grace,In every star that adorns the night,Our memories dance, in eternal flight.Through seasons of change, and rivers wide,Love’s gentle memories never subside,They linger in the corners of the heart,Binding souls that never part.Though time may weave its endless thread,The tapestry of love is never shed,In every heartbeat, in every sigh,Memories of love never truly die.